#lokid fic

[burningsheepcrown]

short comic based on @fangirlshrewt97 's fic Messy Mango Munching 🥭 (with a pinch of added spice 😈)

tag list: @fangirlshrewt97 @stanleykubricks @tulodiscord @bromance-minus-the-b @ssabriel @teddybat24 @rambheem-is-real @rambheemlove @jrntrtitties @sally-for-sally @ramcharantitties @yehsahihai @ma-douce-souffrance @budugu

@stuckyandlarrystuff @nyotamalfoy @veteran-fanperson @kookiries @pine-breeze @ronaldofandom @hissterical-nyaan @milla984 @sukitaee @bitchy-bi-trash @yonderghostshistories @whoareyouallofasudden @filesbeorganized @thewinchestergirl1208 @dumdaradumdaradum @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @rambheemisgoated @maybebees @m3gs1mps4a

#rambheem #rambheem fanart #rambheem modern au #burningsheepcrownfanarts

[carminavulcana]

Summary-

Bheem and Jenny finally get to enjoy their relationship. Having dealt with so many ups and downs, it is only fair that they get a chance to experience the beauty and blessings of life as well.

There is one last remaining obstacle in their path. In this story, they will overcome that as well. But like all things in their lives, it won't be without its own unique challenges.

This fic was originally going to be one giant 10,000 word monster. But I am tired and I think it needs at least another 5,000 words. So I am posting it as two chapters.

The second chapter will be posted in the evening. If you want to get a sense of how I have envisioned Bheem and Jenny (for more context for this story), please read my previous stories, 'Twelve Hours,' and 'A Promise of Eternity.'

'Sanctuary' can be considered a continuation of these fics.

This story is all fluff-- thanks to @ronaldofandom who has managed to get me to write this. I struggled with it, that goes without saying. Fluff is very hard to write! My kudos to all you fluff writers out there!

Excerpt-

“Are you stupid?” Bheem scolded her. “Who untangles knots with a thin comb? You should always use a wide-toothed comb after applying a slight amount of coconut oil to your hair. That makes the process so much smoother. And no breakage, no pain!” 

“You know a lot about haircare. Is there anything under the sun that you don’t know about?” 

Taglist-

@rambheemlove @rambheem-is-real @burningsheepcrown

@kookiries @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @fadedscarlets @hufhkbgg @connerwrites @rorapostsbl @ronika-writes-stuff @pine-breeze

@bromance-minus-the-b @obsessedtoafault @jrntrtitties @tulodiscord @rambheemisgoated @dumdaradumdaradum @sulthaaan @stanleykubricks @mizutaama @thewinchestergirl1208 @jadebomani @sally-for-sally @waywardmorgan @annieginny @voidsteffy @stuckyandlarrystuff @meastradeur

@mesimpleone @filesbeorganized @badtabbywhitecat @bitchy-bi-trash @braveheartinthedark @yonderghostshistories @veteran-fanperson @yehsahihai

@eenadu-varthalu @budugu @ssabriel @teddybat24 @chaanv @jjwolfesworld @milla984 @boochhaan @vijayasena @meenammaisslay @andyhoodfanatic @maxmagi @kaagazkefool @stars-in-the-distance

Note- Please let me know if you wish to be added to or removed from the taglist . Feel free to tag people who might enjoy this :) Happy reading.

#rrr #rrr fandom #rrr fics #rrr fanfic #bheem rrr #komaram bheem #bheemjenny

[tulodiscord]

[ bheem does anything ]

ram's external reaction : already fond ass gaze absolutely melting and falling in love

ram's internal reaction :

and yes this applies to all the fics where bheem visits ram to see the sunrise or hang out outside or watching the stars together

basically bheem entered his life and set off the babygirlification of ram in full force

it was always there just suppressed by trauma and duty and lack of therapy available/willingness to get therapy

so bheem entering ram's life was easily the most soothing , easy , natural thing that's ever happened to ram , easier than breathing .

@iam-siriuslysher-lokid do you agree?

#rambheem #rrr #w txt #charak #rrr meta #ram charan #jr ntr #tarak #ram x bheem

[fangirlshrewt97]

DILF Jakanna?

I cannot believe it has been two weeks since I posted a fic, but it has been a while. I hope to get back to TAOAT real soon, promise. 

I am begging you all, please never let this fic escape Tumblr. That being said, this is totally crack, and hopefully as funny to you as it was to me. 

Also my very first foray into real person fic. It’s genfic though, no pairings involved.

Inspired by a conversations started by @iam-siriuslysher-lokid!! Thanks for your help with this fic too my friend! Hope you like it!

Oh and for my non-indian readers:

Ludo is a strategy board game for two to four players, in which the players race their four tokens from start to finish according to the rolls of one or two dice. The board looks like this.

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Charan was contemplating the ludo board carefully. Tarak had already cut one of his pieces back despite Charan’s puppy eyes, and had two pieces close to home base. One of Charan’s pieces could cut one of Tarak’s but he would need to roll an eleven. On the other hand, if he rolled a 4 and a 3 he could move his two free pieces into safe spaces. He scratched his chin, looking at Tarak’s smirking face from above his glasses. He rolled the dice.

“Yes!” he cheered when the dice showed an eleven, allowing him to gleefully skip a piece up till Tarak’s and cut it, sending it back to base.

“Areey!” Tarak groaned, pouting slightly as Charan shot him a smug smile.

Charan was happy to be back from holiday. The trio were gearing up for a second round of press tours for RRR, this time internationally, and Charan tried not to think too hard about it, lest his head explode from the insane way the movie had blown up abroad. Rajamouli garu had asked to meet with them both, so Tarak had offered his house. Charan had arrived earlier in the day, and both men had shared a lunch after a long break, enjoying the time spent together.

They’d been feeling bored though, so Tarak had gone and retrieved the board game from his kids toy closet, making Charan grin. Stardom was a beast of its own, and rarely left time for engaging in simple childhood joys like ludo. Even if your friend was ruthless as an opponent.

“Revenge is sweet.” Charan said.

Tarak rolled his eyes and threw down the two dice, crowing when one of them stopped at 6. He removed his recently eliminated piece from base, winking at Charan who was gaping at him. He moved his other piece five spaces away from Charan’s.

Charan bit his lip as Tarak rolled the dice again, groaning when he got a five and cut his second piece.

“You are terrible.”

Tarak laughed, the sound deep and joyful. Charan grinning fondly at him. At his him, Rhyme snuffled at the loud noise, burrowing deeper into the couch cushions. Charan ran a hand over her back, scratching her ears.

Charan took the dice back, preparing to roll. With two pieces in base, and one only a quarter of the way through the board, against Tarak’s two pieces at home base and two active pieces, he had a slim chance of turning the tides for this round.

However, before he could roll, Rajamouli walked into the room, staring down at his phone in bewilderment.

“Hey Jakanna! Good afternoon!” Tarak greeted cheerfully.

“Hmm, afternoon Tarak. Charan. Thanks for meeting with me.” Jakanna said, glancing up at them before going back to scrolling at his phone, brows furrowed.

“Uh…is everything ok sir?” Charan asked. Normally the man was not so glued to his phone unless they were on set. Was there a problem with the press tour?

“I- Can you explain what this means to me?” Rajamouli asked as he entered the room properly. “Karthik is busy, and the producers wanted me to look through our Instagram page. There was this one photo of me doing the interviews in US, and I don’t understand the comments.”

Tarak snorted. “That may be a blessing. If it is just one, leave it. It’s not rude no?”

Rajamouli frowned, scrolling through his phone some more. “I have no idea. There are so many saying the same thing though. And some are just…inappropriate.”

Charan tilted his head. “What are they saying?”

“What does Di-dilf? D-I-L-F mean?” Rajamouli asked. Charan froze, brain blue screening  as sirens started to ring in his head.

“What?” he asked, voice sounding strangled.

Rajamouli shrugged. “A lot of the comments have that acronym. Others are just saying daddy Jakanna. What does it stand for?”

Charan swallowed down a scream, looking wide eyed as he turned to Tarak. Who was staring at Rajamouli with a look of abject horror.

“Uh…what am I missing?” Rajamouli asked as he finally looked up to see the pair.

Tarak got up so swiftly he knocked the pieces askew on the board, marching straight to the man and grabbing his phone and throwing it in the direction of the couch.

“Tarak!”

“You haven’t had anything to drink yet! Come on, go to the kitchen and get some water. There’s also lemon rice and the chicken curry left over from lunch if you’ve not eaten.” Tarak said as he pushed the man out of the room.

“But! My phone!” Jakanna said as he tried to push back but Tarak was determined.

“Will be here when you get back. Go!” and then he slammed the door in Rajamouli’s face.

Charan looked on with his mouth wide open. He turned to see Rajamouli’s phone laying unlocked two feet away. He shouldn’t…

He grabbed it, scrolling up to the top. It was a decent photo of the director, sitting comfortably on the chair, with his curls nicely tousled, beaming at the camera. The top comments were most praise for the man and the movie, but it only took a couple minutes to get to the comments in question.

There were a lot which were just strings of emojis and DILF or Daddy sprinkled in between.

Then he got to the actual thirst tweets.

‘I may not know you as a father, but I’d like to get to know you as Daddy.’

‘I would like SS Rajamouli to direct me with all the positions he wants in bed.’

‘I respect Rajamouli so much that even my p*ssy calls him Daddy.’

Charan choked at the last one, sure he was red as a tomato. From the corner of his eye he saw Tarak wince.

“Charan.” Tarak warned but Charan was already trembling. One look at Tarak’s stern face broken him.

Charan burst out laughing, throwing his head back as his body shook with how hard he was laughing. He leaned back, accidentally pressing on Rhyme, making her whine loudly. But in his attempt to correct himself, he lost balance and tumbled to the floor. His vision blurred as tears started to stream down his face. Pain radiated from his hip but still he could not control his hysteria. His removed his glasses to avoid breaking them, wiping uselessly at the tears continuing to pour from him.

Tarak was standing a few feet away, one hand on his hip as another pinched the bridge of his nose. “Seriously Charan… it cannot have been that bad.”

Charan curled into himself, pushing Rhyme back from where she was indignantly snuffling in his ear for waking her up so rudely. His stomach was starting to hurt from all the laughing. He waved the phone he was still clutching at Tarak. The man came closer and took the phone, scrolling through the comments himself, face twisting into a grimace even as he started to blush too.

He shut off the screen, pocketing the phone. Clearing his throat, he crossed his arms across his chest and stared down at Charan, who was still losing it.

“Are you done?” Tarak asked as Charan’s laughter started to slow. Except the question had the opposite effect, sending Charan into another laughing fit, this time so hard the man wasn’t even making any sound, just shaking.

“This isn’t funny!” Tarak hissed at him. “This-devuda, this is why I stay away from social media.”

“Are-Are you kidding me?” Charan wheezed. “This is-the best thing ever!”

“Charan!” Tarak snapped.

Charan lifted his hands in surrender, biting his lip as he tried to calm himself down. He placed his head between his knees, hugging them until he was mostly back to normal. Tarak came back to the couch, sitting heavily on it, one calf resting against Charan’s side. “Are you seriously saying you’ve never once gone through comments where the fans were drooling over you?”

“I-that-this is not about me!” Tarak stammered, a dark blush covering his cheeks that made Ram chuckle and press his cheek against Tarak’s knee.

“What the hell do we tell him?” Tarak wondered aloud.

Charan was still giggling. “The truth.”

Tarak threw him a glare making him giggle harder. “I am not explaining what DILF stands for.”

“Do you know what DILF stands for?” Charan asked curiously, snickering when Tarak knocked on his head. “Hey! I was just checking, Mr. The Internet is scary and I am above it.”

“Oh and I bet you know all the slang?” Tarak challenged. Charan winked.

“Upsi and I make a game out of finding the most ridiculous and creative ones that are addressed to me. My fans…love me very much.” Charan replied.

Tarak snorted while Charan grinned at him with all his teeth. “Now who is the terrible one?”

“Pass me my phone.” Charan asked.

“Why?” Tarak asked, squinting even as he did as requested.

Charan grinned at him, unlocking his phone, and scrolling his recently called till he reached the one he wanted. He video called him, lifting a hand to stop Tarak’s question.

The call rang four times before Rana’s face filled the screen. From the background, he looked to be sitting in his balcony. Perfect, this would have been awkward if he had been outside. “Yo! Charan!”

Charan laughed “Rana!”

Tarak jerked next to him, trying to dive for his phone. “Charan, no!”

Charan dodged him, scooting back on his butt. “Shut up, this is too good to keep to ourselves. Plus Rana will confirm that this is, in fact, hysterical.”

“Give it.” Tarak hissed, shifting to look like he was going to pounce.

“My phone.” Charan said, resisting the urge to stick out his tongue.

“Uh…did you need something?” Rana asked, eyebrow raised.

“You know how I was supposed to meet with Rajamouli sir? You will not believe what happened.”

“Charan!” Tarak begged, lunging at him. Charan scrambled, but he forgot that Tarak used to play rugby, and lost his breath as the man tackled and half pinned him.

“Tarak!” Charan choked out. “Get off! You’re heavy!”

Tarak wrestled his phone out of his grip, his concerted face meeting a vaguely confused but mostly amused Rana. “Am I interrupting something boys?”

Tarak rolled his eyes. “Charan needs to learn when to take things seriously.”

Charan laughed, jerking upwards hard enough to send Tarak sprawling next to him. He crowed as he sat up, crossing his legs underneath him as he retrieved his phone. “Ha! Some rugby player you are.”

Rana was clearly holding in laughter. “I still have no idea what you called for. Congrats on getting Tarak off your back.”

Charan winked at him. “Going to the gym helps. Anyways. Rajamouli. He came in today because he was confused about a comment someone left on Instagram.”

“Ok…?” Rana said. “I love the man, but he isn’t exactly up to date on the internet lingo. What had they commented?”

Charan smiled wolfishly, making Tarak groan and drop his head, the thunk loud enough to be heard. “He came into the room and asked us what ‘DILF’ meant.”

There was a beat of quiet before Rana started to roar with laughter, setting of Charan’s own cackling. Each time one of them managed to get their laughter under control, they’d look at the other and the laughter would start again.

Tarak had sat up by then, and after watching this go on for a solid five minutes sighed and grabbed Charan’s phone, cutting the call.

“Hey!” Charan protested lightly, still snickering. “I wasn’t done speaking with him!”

“I was done hearing you both laughing like lunatics.” Tarak stated.

Charan pouted, pawing at Tarak to return his phone to him.

“Ok, enough, you’ve had your fun.” Tarak said. “What do we tell him?”

Charan shrugged. “Hey Jakanna, that acronym you asked about? Essentially all those people want you to bend them over a desk and fuck them?”

“What?!” came a squeaked question.

Tarak and Charan froze before whipping their heads towards the room door simultaneously. A very red Rajamouli was standing there looking at them in terror.

Oops.

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Tagging (If I missed out on anyone in the taglist, please let me know!):  @rambheem-is-real @budugu @bromance-minus-the-b @junebugyeahhh @hissterical-nyaan @obsessedtoafault @hufhkbgg @yehsahihai @rorapostsbl @bluesolace1 @fadedscarlets @alikokinav @chaotic-moonlight @rambheemisgoated @rambheemlove @jaganmaya @burningsheepcrown @lovingperfectionwonderland @rosayounan @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @thewinchestergirl1208 @dumdaradumdaradum @ronaldofandom @jjwolfesworld @jrntrtitties @kashpaymentsonly @jeonmahi1864 @zackcrazyvalentine @stanleykubricks @m3gs1mps4a @tulodiscord @teddybat24 @sally-for-sally @ssabriel @jadebomani @stuckyandlarrystuff @veteran-fanperson @ohfuckoffpls  @carminavulcana @jrntrtitties @yashuika @doodlesofthelastpage @filesbeorganized @meownique

#rrr #charak #jr ntr #ram charan #ss rajamouli #my fic #my writing

[sugacor3]

Three times you treated Ram’s injuries, plus one time Ram treated yours.

Warning: It’s about 4 am while postinv this and I haven’t proofread so sorry for any mistakes :)

The first time was when he came back from a riot, blood covering half his face. The panic that surrounded your senses after you opened the door is something that you begged to never feel again. You led him into your bedroom and immediately began to get supplies that would help stop the bleeding, all while questioning Ram about what happened, why he camr home bloody. But of course, the man didn’t answer and sat silently while you tended to his wounds. You soon realized he wasn’t listening at all and stopped. After all, you didn’t want to annoy him anymore. That night you fell asleep asking god why your husband had a job like this.

The second time was when Ram attempted to make dinner while his wounds were still healing from the riot. You weren’t home and he decided to thank you by trying to make dinner for once. Key word: try. You came home to a pot on the stove, spilled vegetables on the floor and water soaked clothes all around the kitchen. Your first thought was that a robber broke in, and began to slowly creep upstairs, bags from your shopping spree abandoned at the front door (which you did lock don’t worry) and holding a broom. When you did get to the second floor, you weren’t expecting to see your husband nursing a burn on his arm with gritted teeth, with him looking up and you anf immediately opening his mouth to defend himself from the onslaught of remarks you were about to make. You simply put a hand up, walked over to him and began to treat his hand, worry displayed across your face. That night you went to sleep asking god why your husband was so stupid.

The third time was after he had gotten into a fight with a British Officer. His injuries weren’t as severe as the two incidents that happened before but still it was quite a bit of work. By the time he got home you already expected something like this to havr happend, as your husband had a knack for injuring himself. And would you look at that! You were correct. You simply sighed and gestured Ram to sit, and began what you did best. This time he was the first to speak, apologizing for worrying you over and over about your well-being. You smiled softly. For the first time, you slept peacefully, not hassling god with your questions.

You never imagined Ram ever treating your injuries, as you always seemed to handle them well, with the added fact that he was never home when they happened. Yet your luck seemed to fail you, making you trip and sprain your ankle in front of your dear husband. You immediately tried getting up, dismissing your husbands worry, yet the gods seemed to have decided you were their sense of entertainment for the day. Falling again onto your husbands rock hard chest was definitely not one of your plans today, but deep down you definitely did not complain. At all. Accepting your fate, you looked at Ram with an awkward smile, hoping he got what you were asking. Surprisingly he did, and lifted you bridal style while chuckling under his breath. You buried your face into his chest, his scent of light sandalwood luring you closer. By the time you reached home, you were fast alseep, reminding Ram of a small kitten. He just smiled and set you on the bed, treating your ankle and kissing your forehead, wishing that you would never leave him. That night, you asked the gods to never seperate you and your husband.

Sooo idrk who to tag sooo ig I’ll tag ppl who wanted to be tagged in the other fic (which I haven’t finished yet) ?

@rishi-sita @yehsahihai @ronnoxandlumoss @obsessedtoafault @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @thewinchestergirl1208

#rrr #rrr fanfic #rrr x reader #fluff #ram x reader #ramaraju x reader #alluri sitarama raju

[ramcharantitties]

Tera rasta chhodhun na

FINALLG WRITING A FIC ON MY FABOURITE SONG W RAM I love Chennai express sm fave film forever (fff)

Ram x reader

Summary: the newly wedded couple stood at the first step out of 300 of Vattamalai Murugan temple- where they stayed before going to Rameshawaram. Apparently, an auspicious tradition is waiting for them.

"300?"

"yes"

"with you"

"in your arms" you smiled brightly, seeing an amused expression on your husband's face.

"did you have breakfast yet?"

"RAM!"

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Along with you stood six more couples, as ram stared up at the staircase. "Ram, you can just carry me 5-10 steps for the tradition." You kept a hand on his arm, serious. Instead Ram grabbed your hand and pulled you close, lifting you up in his arms. "When will my police training come handy" he said and you laughed, swinging your legs. Your hands held his back tightly as he carried you bridal style.

The first seventy steps were easy, you looked around and saw other couples far behind you. Sweat of the sunny day dripped down like gold from his face, and you took your pallu to tap it dry. He shook away your hand, making you giggle.

When you came at around one hundred and fifty steps, you realized he was serious. "Ram" you said and he kept climbing, occasionally adjusting your body. "Ram" you called him a bit louder and he looked at you, eyebrows furrowed. "Are you okay?" he asked, stopping momentarily. You nodded and he started up his flight again. "Ram you can put me down by the 200 step" you said and he looked at you confused. "i am not putting you down" he said and continued.

You both were quiet for the next fifty steps- and you thought that he will keep you down now. Surely he proved that he will take care of you and passed the test, but that doesn't mean Ram had to carry weight of a person up 300 steps. The tradition requires the husband to prove their love, not their strength in the relationship. You were going to urge Ram to put you down again, but by that time the shikhar of the temple appeared in the view.

Ram walked up and in the temple, as you stared at your husband in awe, your eyes not leaving his tired, sweat consumed face. You walked in the garbhgraha with him, his skin dark against the white shirt and dhoti. Their stood the pandit, smiling at you two. He put the tilak up your temples and asked you to pray to the god Muruga for a happy married life and deeper bond between you.

Some of the village women arrived behind you two, talking to the pandit. "The tradition is futile if you don't put the sindoor on your wife" they said, handing him the tiny plate carrying the red powder. You bent your head as ram slid the powder up, smiling at you.

You looked at his hands, stuck in the same position and you chuckled. Ram looked at you and smiled "yeah, laugh as much you want- you're going to take care of me now" he said, leaving with the village members.

You turned around one last time, your hands joined in a prayer in front of the god. The tradition requires the couple to prove their patience and trust in the relationship.

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Sita's note: did i copy paste the whole chennai express scene? i did. BUt in my defense you have something new to imagine w ram right?

tags: @budugu @rambheemisgoated @thewinchestergirl1208 @shreyalokesh @bromance-minus-the-b @juhiiiiii @dumdaradumdaradum @chaanv @chaotic-moonlight @aasthuu @mish-ka @kashti15 @saanjh-sakhi @ronaldofandom @nyotamalfoy @obsessedtoafault @iamhereforthefanfics @sleeepishlyy @maraudersbitchesassemble @phoenix666stuff @iam-siriuslysher-lokid

#ram charan #rrr #ghungru #ram x reader #ram x wife!reader #fanfic #desi tag #rrr movie #ramaraju x reader #ramraju #alluri seetharamraju #chennai express #shah rukh khan #deepika padukone

[dumdaradumdaradum]

Ha toh, hello thing is I have never bothered to keep a seperate taglist for fics and other stuff. And honestly this is the first time I've written for something that's not rrr or ram or Anand or taarak. I don't know how many of you watched HOTD or how many of you would even want to read an Aemond fic which is why I didn't tag anyone in it but I am asking you here. Do you want to? If yes then here it is. Ik a lot of you are busy and I'm still disturbing y'all. im sorry 🥺

@thewinchestergirl1208 @budugu @yehsahihai @vaijayantheee @chaanv @ramcharantitties @rambheemisgoated @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @asarcasticcaffeinatedslytherin @mizutaama @jeonmahi1864 @bromance-minus-the-b @ronaldofandom @sabi5 @saanjh-sakhi @maraudersbitchesassemble @whyismynamecommon @nyotamalfoy @rambheemlove @lite-teesko @jjwolfesworld @shreyalokesh @rorapostsbl @amnmich @filesbeorganized @bitchy-bi-trash @moonyrox @ramayantika @bluebeadss @nerdreader @army24--7 @ginazmemeoir @castiel-holmeshasthephonebox

#aemond targaryen #aemond x you

[jadebomani]

RRR headcanon

Hi RRR community I’ve been a fan of the movie for weeks now and have read and followed most of everyone’s posts and fic ideas and wanted to put out my own. I wanted to do an AU about bheem, ram, Jenny, and sita being poly and they adopted my ocs (Jaan and Johari two young girls who were saved by the group from the British in a raid or was on the run and bumped into them and asked for help) Or the idea that just like Malli they were taken by the Scott’s and brought to India. I loved the head cannon of reader daughter to rambheem and wanted to put out my own for my characters.

- If they were with the Scotts Jenny knew them and asked bheem to help save them.

- after rescuing ram she leads them to where they are hiding since she snuck em out.

- The two have a soft spot for the girls as soon as they see how protective they were of each other. And sita soon follows suit when she meets them.

- Due to the time period they are in ram bheem sita and Jenny get married in Hetero marriages together. So only their villages know their real relationship as opposed to the rest of the world. And adopt the girls.

- Johari is ramsita’s kid and Jaan is bheemjenny’s kid.

- Johari is a soft kid and has a extroverted fun personality while Jaan is a tsundere with an introverted and reserved personality only really being more extroverted around Johari and her baba(bheem).

- Malli is their bestie and they all do cute pranks on the adults and get into chaotic mischief.

- Johari loves helping out around the clinic bheem and sita own and work at helping the rebels. She also loves learning telugu and English with their mummy(Jenny) and daddy(ram).

-Jaan loves animals more than people due to her memories of their kidnapping and how much pain and suffering they indured. Bheem was able to get her to trust them by bringing little animals to talk about and pet.

- One day she ventured out causing a panic and came back with two baby animals. A panther and a tiger. Rambheem worrying about the mothers being nearby and Jennysita worrying how she got bear them to take them. Johari shaking her head in amusement because of course Jaan would come back with two big cats as pets like it’s just a normal thing🙄.

- Jaan tells em about how they lost their parents and we’re all alone so she saved them and brought them so they wouldn’t be lonely anymore like she was. Cue family fluff and reassurances. And the fam had new additions to the family.

- Babai loves the two to bits and spoils them along with the villages. They call him grandpa and that made the man break into tears once.

- Jaan and Johari are like rambheem ice and magma and mix of their parents temperance. Ram(fire), sita(earth), Jenny(air), and bheem(water).

- the girls grow up to be freedom fighters and speak out on the injustice to black and brown people in India, uk, and USA.

- rambheemsita pass away at canon ages and Jenny raises them until her passing at age 70. She promises them they will all reunite in the next life like bheem foretold and will be born a family again in a world where they will all be free and accepted.

@rambheemisgoated @rambheemlove @rambheem-is-real @ronnoxandlumoss @percikawantstoread @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @bromance-minus-the-b

Please let me know any face claims that could go with this idea and any feedback this is my first post.😊

#rrr #rambheem #rambheem fanfic #jennysita #sitajenny #my ocs #polyamourous #rambheemjennysita #softparentswithtsunderechild #rrr fics #rambheem x daughter!reader

[carminavulcana]

And this fic is now complete!

Summary of Chapter 2-

Bheem teaches Jenny about snakes and other forest fauna and flora. She asks him about his dreams and uncovers one of his deepest, darkest secrets; the reason why he still tries to keep his distance from her.

Warning- some angst ahead. Mild NSFW content but nothing too graphic

Excerpt-

“I am a wretch, Jenny," Bheem said tiredly. "Before I went to Delhi, I didn’t know there were ways to break a man on the inside. Now that I know it can be done, I wish I could make myself forget it.” 

“But they didn’t break you on the inside at all,” Jenny said softly. “Even when they shredded you to pieces with that thorny whip, they didn’t succeed in breaking you on the inside. You stood tall and proud and strong, bigger than the entire British empire. Nothing about you looked broken that afternoon, even as you fell to the ground, beaten and bloodied.” 

“That’s because it was an act,” Bheem snapped.

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[warnermeadowsgirl]

Guys, I need help picking a celeb for my next fic, I have 3 people on my mind but I can't choose 😭

A: Ram Charan

B: Allu Arjun

C: Prabhas

The one with more votes will be the next lead of my one shot😁

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[badboys-imagines]

I’m back

Omg ! I don’t think I can reply to every message I received so I’m just going to try and answer your main questions about my stories updates :

PROFESSOR : This story will be updated on Wattpad only, as it systematically gets flagged on Tumblr.

LIE TO ME : This story will be updated on Tumblr. Next chapter is coming soon.

MY NEIGHBOR : This story will be updated on Tumblr. I’m still writing !

OTHER STORIES : I’m really into the #Lokid story I started a while ago. I know people are not as thrilled as I am but, well...

WHEN ? I know it can be frustrating to wait for new chapters. I initially just love writing and don’t give myself deadlines. Thank you so much for reading my stories and texts, it means a lot to me. I will update them as soon as I can. 

Also, I do lack inspiration these days (especially for Professor, My Neighbor). 

So, if you love one of these stories, feel free to send ideas about what you’d like to read in the next chapters.

Love you guys !!!

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[ramcharantitties]

raghuvan, teri raah nihare

hello!! my dear friend @dumdaradumdaradum and I are writing a joint fic on Ram x oc + akhtar x oc. The storyline will not follow RRR but there will be some common characters. It's very much based on devdas and kalank aesthetic if anyone's wondering. But it will have good angst and smut, thoda fluff too. Please reply to be added to the taglist of "Raghuvan, teri raah nihaare"

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[lovelyirony]

why don’t you like loki lmao

were you here for 2012 avengers 

#did you witness everything #like literally every fic every post everything #i did #i remember vividly #and the 'you've been lokid!!!!' videos #god i remember that horror fest #i remember literally everyth